Devil's Daughter Name Novels & Stories

The call had ended without her finishing her sentence. I tried to call back but it was no longer going through as I suddenly felt a sharp sting in my chest. "Lenora!" ((Author's Note)) If you're reading this, I'll like to thank you for coming this far because I don't think I would be able to write this without you. We have come to the end of Book 1 and Book 2 will be released shortly. The title for book two is "Marked By The Devil's Son". Please stay in touch. Thank you and I love you <3.

A more recent picture than the one of the thirteen fourteen year old we found in the house. Oliver urges me to continue as I stumble around the right words. He nearly shouts for me to spit it out. I cut right to the point. “Reedus isn’t her father.” Oliver’s request of ‘who’ goes unheard, lost to the static in my head. “Drystan.” The demon king. The pages say it all. Reedus believed that she was his until he heard of a girl on demon lips during partols. They called her the daughter of blood and nightmares, blessed with gifts from Drystan himself.

He didn’t need to speak for me to hear his thoughts: How far will she go before she forgets herself? They called me many things now. Some whispered “queen.” Others muttered “witch.” But the name that stuck, the one that spread like wildfire through the underworld, was the one I never asked for, the one I never denied. The Devil’s Handmaiden. From been sold as a Handmaiden into the blackwood mansion, to rising as the queen, the one who stole the heart of the Devil “Dominique”. I hadn’t chosen it. But it was mine. And I would carry it well with so much pride abd dignity.

It was always something to stare at. "What did they do to Tech and Simeon? Tell me where they are!" My wolf spoke and I echoed. For the record, I was to jump on to Abigail and hug her so tightly and perhaps kiss her for a long time, but my wolf disagreed. She infact was the very daughter of the wicked man Sullivan. Nothing could change that fact. She definitely must have joined in the war and killing of my people. "Nathan, it's me. You don't remember?" She asked suddenly expressing an emotionally confused state.

"What are we going to call her?" I stare at my daughter, listing all the names I wrote down if she was a girl. "This one. Henry says. " She let out a little moan when you said that one. “Isadora?" " Yes, Isadora." I smile. "Then you will be Isadora Zattani, the most loved and desired girl on this planet."

I sighed softly and closed my eyes. Evangeline: There is only darkness within them. They were born of evil to perpetuate it. I, Evangeline Knight, Daughter of the Moon, strip you of all your powers and condemn you to live as mere mortals. Any spell that aided your appearance will be removed, and any ability to embalm others is now forbidden to you. I opened my eyes as a lone tear slid down my cheek. From young girls, they grew old, their bones bending as age took hold. Their once silky hair was now nothing but a shapeless gray mass on their heads.

They concentrated, and after trying for some time, they finally saw that vampire's face. After that, they found out where she was. The vampire girl was a born vampire. She was young, beautiful, powerful, fearless and had all the qualities a queen should have. She was the daughter of two strong vampires who were more than a hundred years old. She was their only daughter. Her name was Riva. Riva's parents, Dev and Yamini, have always been loyal to the vampire clan. Riva was raised like a warrior queen. Vishal, Anvi, Vanshika, Raghav and Meenaskshi were sitting together.

she said softly, like she was afraid. Abigail? What the hell is she talking about? She’s Annabella. My Annabella. My daughter. “Hey… hey, princess… what’s wrong? You don’t remember?” My voice cracked as I searched her face. “I’m Abigail, Daddy,” she said again, quieter this time. I snapped my head up at the woman, rage flashing through me like gunfire. I motioned to Lucas. Two of my men moved instantly, seizing her by the arms. “What have you done to her?!” I barked, my voice echoing off the walls. “Who sent you? Is this some kind of sick joke?”

She said, “So you all have both a human name and a demon name?” He asked. “Your father demon's name is Lucifer. Your father is the devil who haunts and moves around like a roaring lion. Your father's human name is Lucian” She said “My mum?” “ Her name is Angel but being brought back to life as a human, her mother named her “Angelica” She answered. Luciano digested all he said and kept processing them in his memory. Madison went into a wardrobe and brought out a long scroll. This paper was used in the olden days.

"She claims to be a daughter of....of Aosoth, the Greater Demon." Claims?! "But it's true!" Maddie chimed in, but Celia and Gerold ignored her. Celia turned to the Sword Sisters, who were seated on a small couch in the corner. "The Sword Sisters said so themselves." She said. "Did you not?" "We did, Celia Ravenwood." One of the Sisters spoke up. "But we were not aware it had any consequential value." "And we have had a meeting such as this, discussing the girl, have we not?" Another woman, an Asian in fighting gear, spoke up.